Friday, 15 August 2014
Isn't there just something wonderfully delicious about running across a field with no-one to stop you? And isn't that part and parcel of childhood? My Mum talks about her growing up years - fields to play in that stretched for miles - and sometimes I worry that we've lost that; that my 21st century city brain can't hack giving my children the freedom to just run free.
And that's what's lovely about being here... because our girls can run free across huge stretches of farmland... and I don't need to panic about cars or safety, because there is space here to enjoy childhood at its best.